Ruthless by Myers Kelly

Author:Myers, Kelly
Language: eng
Format: epub
Published: 2021-05-03T16:00:00+00:00

19

Gabriel

“Then show me your face.”

She repeats her request, a nagging tone that lets me know that I’ve got here right where I want her. I’m finally humanized in her opinion—no longer an enemy whose identity is irrelevant.

Reminding myself that she’s still one of those intellectual snobs that make my blood boil, I examine her appearance, slowly scanning every inch with my eyes. When was the last time I enjoyed an exceptional encounter like this?

Have I ever?

I stand up, opening the single closet that’s concealed in the wall, producing handcuffs. “I’m sorry, but I’ll have to take your advice now.”

Approaching, I make sure my steps make a sound. She seems alarmed, apprehensive as her body tenses up in anticipation. I grab her foot, and her leg straightens before she loosens it in my grip. She seems nervous, yet…I haven’t seen her forced breathing exercise that Ramone talked about. In fact, I don’t recall witnessing it once since we started talking.

Wrapping the leather cuffs around her ankle, I take a deep breath as my fingers deliberately touch her soft skin. “You’re not scared.”

“No.”

“One told me you were…before.”

She purses her lips and says nothing. I fasten the latch in place and tug on it once, twice, just to be sure.

“You do understand, don’t you?”

She sighs in resignation. “What?”

“I’m not just an evil suit on a power trip like you thought.”

“Oh, no, you’re certainly a head-scratcher,” she humors me as I fasten the other side. She winces a little, and a brief groan escapes her lips. It turns me on a little. Actually, it turns me on a lot.

The sight of her in blindfolds and cuffs, completely at my mercy. Helpless yet somewhat trusting. She didn’t ask for this, but here we are, and she’s not exactly complaining.

“Does it hurt?” I whisper, tilting my head, imagining what her eyes look like in real life.

“Does it matter?”

“Why can’t you answer a single question without making a fuss?”

“I’ve always been the plight of my teachers.”

“Do I remind you of your teachers?”

Now there’s a delicious thought.

“You sure act like them. You have control over the situation. You don’t threaten, but you talk as if you’re doing this for my own good.”

“I thought you were the ideal student.”

“On paper,” she shrugs. “Many score high, but how did they get there? That’s the question.”

“And your parents?”

“What about them?”

“Did you give them a hard time, too?”

“You have all of my communication tools. Why don’t you ask them yourself?”

“Does it hurt?” I repeat.

“It’s funny that you care.”

Agitated, I swiftly bend over forward, clasping her chin between my fingers and hissing in her face. “I have all the time in the world, Didi. Don’t make this harder than it needs to be.”

“I thought you barely slept for how busy you are,” she inches her face closer, defying me.

I shove her face away and recoil. “Jesus, you need a shower.”

“And you need to keep your side of the deal. You’ve tied up my legs. You don’t need to worry about bite marks anymore.”

“With

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